Many people were not optimistic about the second years in tomorrow's grade tournament.
Yuan'en Yehui was not optimistic either.
Their second-year class had already been thoroughly beaten during the Dragon Clan Squad's entrance assessment...
They had been utterly wiped out!
And they still wanted to fight?
Yuan'en Yehui could already foresee the miserable outcome.
"Hiss!"
Yue Zhengyu shuddered.
Did that mean Tang Wulin would be his opponent tomorrow?
That was terrifying!
Just recalling Tang Wulin's terrifying killing intent from earlier still sent chills down Yue Zhengyu's spine.
If he really had to fight Tang Wulin, he was not sure whether he would have the courage.
Wait.
That also meant Na'er would be among his opponents tomorrow?
That was wonderful!
Yue Zhengyu suddenly had an idea. His eyes lit up again, and he even began looking forward to it.
Na'er, please ravage me mercilessly!
"What are you thinking about?"
Yuan'en Yehui felt a chill run down her spine.
What kind of daydream was Yue Zhengyu having?
So perverted?
"Thinking about the match! Come on, come on, Class Monitor, hurry back so we can discuss tactics."
Yue Zhengyu could not wait to encounter his love on the battlefield.
Na'er, here I come!
"Fine, then."
Yuan'en Yehui's lips twitched.
This guy had dawdled endlessly over a meal just now. Why was he suddenly so excited?
Had he really defected to the enemy?
The next day.
The highly anticipated Shrek grade tournament finally began.
Besides Sea God Pavilion members such as Yun Ming and Ya Li, high-ranking figures from various factions had also come to watch.
The vice tower master of the Spirit Pagoda.
The deputy hall master of the Federation's War God Hall...
The spectator stands were filled with great figures people normally would not even dare imagine meeting.
It was obvious